I wrote something, for the first time in a while, it's a lit..

I wrote something, for the first time in a while, it's a little under 1000 words, but I hope you enjoy it!

Date night looks different to everyone. Sometimes it's a candle-lit dinner in a fancy restaurant, for some it's snuggling under a blanket watching movies, and for others it was lying in bed, silently reading. For us, it's the too-tight shirt and one-size-too-small pants squeezed onto my body before a trip to the buffet.

The most fun part was finding a place to sit. Chairs were out of bounds, I'd need two to sit down anyway, and I'd break them from sitting regardless, so a booth was the only option. Watching you get hard as you looked at me squeezing myself into the tight seat, my sweaty fat sticking to the leather of the booth, seeing my shirt ride up over my love handles, and staring at me ravenously as I ask for the biggest drink of soda they could give me while I desperately catch my breath.

The new one-hour table limit at the buffet was frustrating, definitely, I had barely had time to finish 5 plates of delicious food before we had to leave, but your whispers that you had more for me tonight was enough to keep me excited. 5 plates was already a decent amount, and feeling your hands on my gut during the last plate made sure I felt ready for more. I made sure to remind you of the album of photos you keep of my journey, so you grab a photo of my massive ass and mega plumbers crack stacking the plates on the table to make it a bit easier for the staff.

The slow waddle out to the car was tiring, I lumbered my way into the backseat and used the seatbelt extender you bought for me on my birthday last year. It still felt too tight trying to get it on, and I could tell that the belt wasn't clicking properly because of everything in the way. I could feel your hard-on pressing against my fat as you kissed me while trying to force the extender in enough to click, but the night's meals had already taken a toll, so we decided to go without it this time.

I was glad we had an evening to ourselves for the night, and excited to let you loose on me when we got home, I was too busy fantasizing about how good another 100lbs would feel on my frame that I didn't even notice that we had pulled into mcdonalds. I heard you ordering for both of us, without even asking. Getting yourself a medium nugget meal and making sure I ordered a Dinner For Four pack, 4 burgers, 4 large fries and 4 large drinks. I lay down in the backseat as the food was brought to me, I could feel your hands all over my gut as I shoved greasy handful of fries into my mouth without thinking. By the time all of the mcdonalds were done, the shirt I was wearing was filthy, covered in special sauce and BBQ sauce and a bit of coke. Before I even had the chance to protest, you were already taking it off me so you could feel even more of my frame. It didn't last long before you climbed back into the front and we took off again.

I was expecting for you to take us home after the mcdonalds, but was surprised again to find us parked in a burger king parking lot. Another massive meal in your hands, watching you climb into the back seat with more food you were going to use to make sure I kept growing. At this point, the tight pants I put on for you before leaving, just to show off were getting in the way, so you pulled them off me and climbed on top to shove even greasier, fatty burgers into me. I couldn't resist and ate every single last bite, like a proper proud pig. The Food from burger king may have been finished, but you definitely weren't. Feeling you climb over my gut, pull your pants down and watching your rock-hard dick flop out, I couldn't stop myself from moaning as you grabbed my massive tits, rubbed them softly and squeezed my fat as you slowly started to fuck my belly button. Feeling you thrust as you kissed me slowly, teasing me, before sitting up straight and shooting your warm load all over my face. Happily, I picked it all up, and helped you put your pants back on, but you didn't let me have mine which just got me even more excited.

"We're not done yet, piggy" You whispered into my ear as we finally got home, pulling my fat, naked body into the living, you put me on the couch and watched for a moment as all my fat jiggled and wobbled from the sudden movement. You went over to the kitchen and pulled something out of the fridge, keeping it a secret until you got right in front of me, revealing a massive cake. You took the plastic cover off the top and told me to dig in, so I did. Burying my face in the sweet, sugary treat, not even reaching for it or grabbing it, just eating. All the food from the night and how you treated me the whole time had me ready to burst. I was on a hair trigger when I felt you digging in my fat pad for my tiny buried dick. I almost shot my load as soon as I felt your warm mouth on it, rubbing my belly as you sucked me off all while I'm face deep in a sweet, delicious cake. I couldn't hold myself back for long, however, and I felt myself cumming in your mouth shortly after. You stayed down for a bit after I had, before coming up, out of breath, giving me a deep, long kiss, and taking me to bed.